A stripper named red...all well most of the misadventures, mishapes, mistakes, of being a stripper. All the good things too. Usually funny. Mostly entertaining. Highly opinionated. Never on time.
Tuesday, December 12, 2017
how about I grab your dick a little harder
Lately red hasn't been feeling like RED MOTHER FUCKERS. Till last night this Indian man came in and wanted to negotiate a dance. We all know I don't do that. So I asked him what he thought a fair price would be he said In Houston you could make out, and touch whatever for $30. This is bullshit I know girls in Huston and that far from true. So I reached down and put his dick in a vice grip. So much so he apologized, and I asked if I come to his job ask him to write code for free and more of it, he of course said no. At this point he wants me to let go of his balls and my hand was getting a cramp, he said his friend had the money, so I grabbed his hand and we went on a little adventure to find him. Turns out it was broke dick's last day in the country...I convinced him he had quite a story to tell back home. He admitted the dance was good but I assume it's the last time he's going to be negotiating dances again
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